Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 411 - 411 97 Where Did the Tenderness Go【Extra 4000

Chapter 411: Chapter 97: Where Did the Tenderness Go?【Extra 4000 words for the Silver Alliance Master Haihunyi added】_2 Chapter 411: Chapter 97: Where Did the Tenderness Go?【Extra 4000 words for the Silver Alliance Master Haihunyi added】_2 The focus of the three Chief Instructors greatly differed from that of the Crow Emperor, showing the hidden concerns of the Gold Rank assassins. They did not celebrate this minor victory!

In the subsequent battles, the Fire Crows emerged victorious, lightening the Crow Emperor’s mood and returning him to his jovial self.

What bothered the Crow Emperor was just how difficult it was to kill these Gold Rank assassins. They were incredibly resilient and slippery.

If they realized they were outmatched, they would do everything in their power to escape. Moreover, each one had baffling movements and quick responses. One roll and they would disappear from sight.

Even if injured, they would always manage to use the terrain to their advantage and escape. It was a common sight to see assassins, who happened upon others, use them as a cover for their own escape.

Except for a few individuals who were cornered with no way of escape, the only choice left was to fight to the death. Few met their demise.

Even those people trapped, could still kill a few Fire Crows. Looking at numbers alone, the assassins were really at an advantage.

Another small climax came when a man, unmistakably cornered and encircled by several Fire Crows, ended up killing five of the crows. He made a full retreat with minor injuries.

It was a resounding victory as he left amidst a breeze filled with glittering gold.

The place he was cornered actually seemed like a trap he had set up intentionally.

“Who is this person?”

the Chief Instructor asked.

“He is Jing Wuke, a new Gold Rank assassin from Yan State.” One of the instructors answered.

“Jing Wuke?”

The Chief Instructor repeated, “This man is promising. He keeps calm in the face of danger, adapts to the circumstances, advances and retreats as needed, never rushes for success and displays creativity.”

Everyone, including the Crow Emperor, nodded in agreement with this assessment.

Everyone had been watching this battle. Jing Wuke’s skills were not at a level where he could have crushed and killed the crows; being trapped was indeed a reality – not fabricated tension, much less a trap.

Yet, he kept calm and used his intelligence and skills to create one opportunity after another, thus achieving his final reverse kill.

What was even more remarkable was his situational judgement. After completing the reverse kill, he didn’t think of how to further expand his victory. Instead, he escaped at the earliest opportunity, completely evading pursuit. It was undoubtedly the wisest choice.

This battle also established that being trapped is not dreadful.

Every successful person in history has faced dire circumstances and then broke through, haven’t they?

Moreover, turning the tables and then making a complete escape in such a situation demonstrates the true quality of a top-notch assassin!

After watching each battle, the instructors discovered to their surprise that there were quite a few promising talents in this training camp.

As long as these individuals survive the final trial, they are likely to become remarkable figures in the future.

However, a bizarre phenomenon hung over everyone’s heads… Wenmeng, who was generally favored by many since the beginning of the training, had disappeared.

The training had only just started… where did he go?

The Great Qin instructors, who were most concerned about him, seemed extremely anxious.

Wenmeng was always unpredictable, but this was the final trial. What if he gets surrounded by the crows? It’s no joke!

So they switched scenes even faster.

Despite switching and moving scenes to areas where no Gold Rank assassins were present, they still didn’t find Wenmeng.

“What a strange occurrence!”

The Chief Instructor marveled, stroking his chin, “Did he dig a hole to bury himself and stay motionless to pass the ten days?”

“This… it’s hard to say, some people have tried this method before. Even though their final evaluation dropped dramatically, their chances of surviving the ten days did indeed increase significantly.”

“Well, we can’t focus all our attention on one person. If we can’t find him, let’s observe the others first. If he has to appear, he’ll definitely appear.”

Another Chief Instructor said: “It’s a total of ten days, it hasn’t even been an hour on the first day. Why be so anxious?”

“Indeed.”

There was no choice. Even if they had high hopes for a particular individual, they couldn’t concentrate their attention on him all the time, especially when they couldn’t find him now.

Moreover, based on past experience, it often happened that frankly if one tried to find someone, they usually couldn’t. When they were looking in one area, the individual may be blocked or hadn’t arrived yet. But when they looked elsewhere, he had already appeared in the area they had just observed…

These coincidences often come in droves, defying logic and reason.

It’s just a matter of luck, no explanation needed.

…

Feng Yin, carrying Feng Ying in his pocket, jogged into the dense fog.

After confirming he had entered the hunting zone, Feng Yin chose a rather concealed spot and stopped dead in his tracks.

After a short search, he conveniently found a small cave nearby and crawled right in.

He blocked the entrance with a large rock, sealing himself and Feng Ying inside, cutting them off from the outside world.

There’s no need to rush with ten full days ahead.

Feng Yin had done his homework. During the final test phase, all fights are under the close watch of the higher-ups of the Heavenly Judge.

If he made a rash move, his hidden cards would inevitably be exposed.

But Feng Yin did not want his hidden cards exposed, certainly not this early.

If he didn’t want to expose himself, the best choice was to hide away, temporarily isolating himself from the world.

The higher-ups of the Heavenly Judge should focus first on tracking the main forces, right? I’ll hang back, making my move later. Once you advance a thousand miles, I’ll only move about a hundred or two hundred…

Yep, maintaining such a gap will prevent exposure.

I’ve read so many novels in my past life, and similar situations are countless. The high-ups only pay attention to those at the forefront, rarely noticing those in the rear.

Only when no one is paying attention can I really be at ease.

The target of our test is the Fire Crows. This area is teeming with them to the point of irritation. You couldn’t kill them all even if you tried…

Another thing, ever since I participated in the training, I haven’t had a good meal. Both myself and Feng Ying are incredibly famished.

Now that we are alone, we don’t have to worry about exposing the Space Ring…

Let’s stuff our faces first, to worship our five essential organs.

In the cave, Feng Yin pulled out a heap of centipede meat, along with many other delicious dishes, and started to feast.

After a bout of gluttony, both Feng Yin and Feng Ying were left with oily mouths and bulging bellies.

What’s even more ridiculous, after the meal, the man and cat played and snuggled for a long while. Feng Yin petted Feng Ying for a good half-hour before he finally got his fill, rubbing Feng Ying’s legs straight while it purred contentedly.

Then Feng Ying showed Feng Yin his fourth tail.

The message was straightforward: You should also touch this newly grown tail. No one else gets this privilege, so recognize your advantage and don’t take it for granted!

“You’re growing more and more tails, so according to strength division, you’re pretty much at the peak of Human-Level, right? When will you be able to transform?”

Feng Yin murmured to himself, wondering as he stroked Feng Ying’s four tails one at a time.

Feng Ying, with his body relaxed in his arms, cooed softly and rubbed his snow-white belly against Feng Yin. Using a small paw, he grabbed Feng Yin’s hand and put it to the side of his own belly, indicating: Scratch.

Feng Yin happily obliged, scratching away, causing the little guy to squint his eyes in contentment.

After a while of scratching, feeling satisfied, Feng Ying rolled onto his opposite side to let Feng Yin scratch there.

Playfully, he pulled his small body together, lifting his head up high to expose his throat, indicating: Scratch here too.

After Feng Yin scratched a dozen other spots, the little guy finally felt satisfied, relaxed in Feng Yin’s arms and flapped his ears.

With a flap and another, he seemed to have entered a wise moment, his eyes void of focus.

Of course, no different actions could be performed at this moment, so they had to wait a bit longer…

Finally, Feng Ying straightened up, flapping his ears and walked elegantly a few steps.

He lightly patted his paw on Feng Yin’s stomach: Shall we get back to work?

“Let’s go!”

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[Here’s a new arrival of ten thousand words today. I didn’t think I could make it past a few days, but it’s been three days already… People rise to the occasion under pressure. As they say, truth never deceives: Monthly tickets needed!]